This is a song about "Bff becoming enimies"

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Becoming one of the best is one of my doubts in life

As minds are becoming complete,

The drug that they brain need

With what was once original style becoming more and more commonplace.

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Incredible how you fall for a fair sound, becoming nevermore

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Insincere when standing alone/ heart beating/ becoming stale and frantic/

Then you beg and plead as if you they needed their approval which is not becoming

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something